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A New Year

Note: I started this yesterday. It’s the night before New Year’s Eve and I’m riding in Sir’s car on the way from my house to his to fetch my bowling ball so I can get the thumbhole drilled out some. (Yep, that’s a thing.) I’m wearing a short, clingy sweater…

His Shirt

I came home this morning from the Hypnotist’s house, threw my purse on the bench and my backpack in my office and ran upstairs to bury my face in the white t-shirt he leaves behind for me to wear, or sleep in, or sniff, when he’s not here. We’d had…

Rethinking Crops

I’ll be honest, crops are not my immediate go-to when I think about implements that I love, or love-to-hate, or crave. I think they get a little outshined by their showier cousin, the cane. That said, I discovered that the lowly crop is not so lowly, and can even inspire…

Caught in the Act

I walked in the door from breakfast and immediately stripped to thong and socks – no idea why. But it seemed a good opportunity to catch a snap for Sir (the Hypnotist – I know I don’t call him Sir here often, but more and more that’s how I think…

A Task and an Assist

The Hypnotist has given me a task to complete each day I am on vacation. Along with my usual requirement to request permission to pee, I have to have two orgasms a day for him, one before noon and one after. I can’t actually recall if it is part of…

Home Again

We got home from our travels late Sunday night. Adam picked us up from the airport. (Have I mentioned what a wonderful poly partner he is? I have been accused in the past of mentioning this fact as a passive-aggressive swipe at a (not-then-but-now) ex-metamour, and I can own up…

A Very Canadian Sunday

I’m back in Canada this week, though this time on Lake Huron in Ontario, rather than in Vancouver as I was in March with my daughter. (I just realized I never blogged that trip, which is a shame, because it was pretty spectacular.) Anyway, not only am I in Canada,…

A Week in the Life

Alright, not quite a week, but close. I woke up early today…slept poorly…weird dreams about a post-apocalyptic world and trying to get movie tickets, adopting a wildcat kitten, trying to escape a cult. Should have gotten up right then and worked out or gone for a run (it’s beautiful out…

Being Jade

This past weekend I attended a munch with the Hypnotist. It is a munch for folks interested in hypnokink, which I am, but that I have avoided attending with him until this last one because, hell, I don’t know. I’m shy, and awkward, and anxious about having to make small…

Perspective

There’s a lot of things that I like about this image, one of which is the surprise of getting to see my bird from a fresh perspective. Sometimes I forget he’s there, my hummingbird, and seeing him is a jolt – a nice one: “Ooh pretty!” I like my shoulders…